What Am I Doing?

One day, I am a changeling. One day I am a pegasus. Making up my mind was easy. I could either choose the captive life of boring and evil or, the normal fun life of an everyday Equestrian pegasus. What would you choose?

My name is Saderine but, no pony knows that. All my friends call me Shimmer Shine or, Shimmerz when it comes to Melody. When I was a filly, my mother would always talk about how I would live on to be the next queen that would take over Equestria. She also said that I would be the first to be successful in doing so. Let's just say mom was always trying to make sure I had just the right amount of evil in me. What she didn't know is I had none! One day, I was called to the royal throne room in the changeling kingdom. his was just a couple of days after my mother had gotten thrown back into Chrysatopia by Princess Cadence and Shining Armor so, another talk about evil was among us. She had always dreamed of being the proud mother of an evil sorceress so, every now and then, she would talk about Equestria and its vermin.

My mother was very proud of me and where she thought i was in life. Proud of all of me except for one thing; my disease. Well, the changelings call it a disease while I call it a blessing. I have a rare changeling disorder called "Ponymonsomia". It means that I can only feed on food instead of love so, I am not evil.. My fellow changelings blamed my mother for this disability, doubting her role as queen. Those certain changelings? Lets just say I know a few places to hide bodies.......

One day, my mother decided to have a talk with me.

"Saderine, I am so proud!!" She said excitedly. I blushed as I sat on my haunches in the throne room of the castle.

"Thank you mother but, what are you proud of?" I asked her, finally getting to the point that I haven't done anything worthy of praise. She looked at my with a frown. Her long green hair draped over her left eye like a mask.

"What ever do you mean?" She asked me. I stood up and blew my short pink hair out of my face. I walked up the steps of the throne and sat at the second to top step.

"Well. I haven't done anything. All I do is practice magic and make sure that the maids don't get into trouble." I told her. Even though I don't watch what the maids are doing, whenever they are noticeable, they get in trouble. My mother sighed.

Tell her, Saderine I though to myself.You know what you want. Tell her

"Mother" I said, inhaling deeply. " I want to leave". I shut my eyes and waited for the yelling to commence but, all I heard was science. I opened one eye and saw my mother looking down at the ground. I climbed the steps to the throne and sat two from the top. " I want to see the world and go make something of myself!!!"

" Saderine." She said softly. She looked at me and smiled, water starting to blur her dark, changeling eyes. " When I look at you, all I see is your father." I gasped. My mother never talked about my father. It was difficult for her considering he was still alive but, though she was dead and gone.. " Go" She said, breaking me from my day dreaming.

"Thank you" I said, jumping up and wrapping her in a hug. " I love you, mom. " I said when i looked back at her. Even through the tears, she was smiling at me. I smiled back and stepped down the throne.

" There is one condition though." She said as I got to the door. I looked back and stared at her. "Visit once a month and NEVER forget where you are from. Good luck.."

Of course, me being a changeling, I had to disguise myself. My mother had taught me a shape-shifting spell if I had needed it in life. With a spark of my horn, my appearance changed and I was now the pony I had created many years ago.

Her name is Shimmer Shine. She has a pink coat, long red hair that is parted to one side and, a star for a cutie mark resembling her and my love for singing. Her eyes were icy blue. I sucked in my fangs and smiled, teeth wide.

" Perfect " I said to myself. I had kept my voice the same just because I hadn't perfected the voice simulator spell yet.

After an hour of packing and organizing, I exited my room through the balcony. As I opened my wings I shuttered. I had been so used to my wings with holes, making the wind sweep right through them. Now, I have no holes therefore, my wings are freezing cold. I flapped my new wings and took to the skies. I concentrated on a certain spec in the sky and opened up a portal.

As a changeling, whatever type of pony I morph into can control magic that a changeling can. This makes our lives much easier. As I flew through the portal and closed it. I was in the town of my destination. This is where I would make friends, a living and spend my life. This was going to be home. My home in Ponyville